Wednesday
My new job didn't get off to a very good start, what with me forgetting to actually turn on my alarm, and getting there an hour late, but no one seemed to mind since I was just training anyway. Woo!
I did a bunch of training on the computer. A lot more than I was supposed to, actually. No one was actually expecting me, you see, because there is another person with my name who comes in from another location sometimes, so they thought she was coming in and not me. Basically, one Crew Trainer sat me down, said 'Do this this this, and I think... this.' and then left. When I was done, another Crew Trainer (and I think that day's manager) said 'Well, you're really only supposed to go this and this' both of which the other trainer hadn't had me do. So, when I was done with those, they put me on the front counter for the remaining 20 minuets of my shift. Then I went home and to the library, woo!
Thursday
As soon as I came in, they put me on the front counter. It wasn't really busy, as I was scheduled 6 to 10pm. Everyone was really nice, and it seems like everyone gets along. There was one guy who was REALLY condescending, though I don't think he meant to be. He's just one of those people who, when you ask a question, can't just answer it, but has to explain it to you, like you're a four-year-old and maybe retarded to boot. When I asked the location of a certain button, he can't just point it out like everyone else does, no, he has to go 'Now... with chicken sandwiches... what we do is... you have to ask if they want... crispy... or if they want... grilled... and then... what you do is...' when I only said 'I can't find the grilled button.' I don't know how long he would have went on (with a line of about five people waiting, even) if I hadn't said 'JUST POINT TO THE BUTTON PLEASE!' Later that shift, he tried to take five minuets to teach me how to make tea instead of just telling me where the hot water spout was located. I don't know if he thinks I'm stupid, or if he's just dealt with so many idiots he doesn't give anyone the benefit of doubt, or if he's just an ass.
I really hope my temper/attitude doesn't get me into trouble with this guy. I found myself almost asking another coworker 'So, it's [name redacted] a tool, or what?' a couple times. Not trying to stir up shit, just genuinely wanting to know, so I can act accordingly. I just have NO patience for some people, especially if they talk down to me, or if I think they are. Another lady who I worked with yesterday was doing the same thing, but once she saw I had it under control, she STOPPED and started treating me like an actual person instead. That brings me to:
Friday
I got there on time this time! Actually a bit early. Yey! :D
It was a lot busier, and there were a few people who were out sick/went home sick, so it was also a bit tight. I went on front end right off, and that was cool. One of the people I had worked with the night before, and who was cool (not the tool) had been called in, so that was even better! Another trainer came in, an older lady who started out talking to me like a particularly slow-witted toddler and hovered over me, ready to catch any crises I was bound to get myself into. But I am a pretty fast learner. I'd already spent 4 hours doing this, and that's more than enough time to familiarize myself with all but the least practiced areas of the job. Basically... show me what to do, and be there if I have an actual question, because I WILL ask if I need to, but don't coddle me, I can fucking DO IT!
(lol, actually, that's been my attitude ever since I learned to walk, according to my mom)
ANYHOO! They were actually pretty impressed at how quickly I picked it up, and how well I was doing on front end, so they moved me to drive through. I was pretty anxious about that because I'm not the best at doing two things at once, attention wise. The headset almost gave me an anxiety attack. It's just a funny looking phone, really. I am much better with people face-to-face. But I persevered, and, despite them assigning me to The Tool again, it went pretty well.
Evidently, new trainees are usually kept to the four hour a day schedule for a week or so until they get the hang of it. They their hours increase a bit until they're up to full-time. Yesterday they had me work an extra 4 hours, and they asked me to stay for a full 8 again on Sunday. I don't know why, but this makes me strangely proud. I don't even really want to DO this job, but being good at it, and being recognized for that... it's still a good thing.
So, this is going well. I also met with my Job Counselor Tuesday, so the ball is rolling as far as the 'help' thing is concerned. She says I'll most likely qualify as disabled enough for Mass Rehab to take me on. This means I can get job training, and they can hook me up with other places, too. Admittedly, I don't know exactly what that means, but, shit, I need something. What I'm really aiming for is help with school. This place can help me pay off what I owe, get me financial help to go back to BCC, and maybe even get me a full waiver for a state college. That is good news. Cause, I really don't know WHAT the fuck I'm doing, but it's not getting the job done.